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Tục ngữ châu Phi
* Face it
* Last blast of the century
You cook my brain in your favorite pot
You fry my eggs till they’re sizzlin’ hot
You like to give it everythin’ you got
I can still remember
It wasn't long ago.
Things you used to tell me,
You said I had to know.
Told me that you loved me
And that you always would.
They say he didn’t have an enemy
His was a greatness to behold
He was the last surviving progeny
The last one on this side of the world
He measured a half mile from tip to tail
Well, early in the mornin’
’til late at night,
I got a poison headache,
But I feel all right.
I’m pledging my time to you,
Hopin’ you’ll come through, too.
Now people say I'm jinxed
I got some kind of voodoo hex
Life is so complex
There's no telling what could happen next
Life on the edge,
Fuels the sickness in my head
It's really hard, I can't cry in your arms
'Cause you're not here
It's not your fault and if it was I wouldn't care
My heart is bigger than the distance in-between us
I know it ‘cause I feel it beating
So strong and I'll knock you down
Far, far from the light
Here the night creatures call
In the cold breath they howl
And the hollow tears, they’re calling you
I’ll be there, though maybe you wont see my babe
It's nine o'clock
I'm getting tired
I'm sick of all my records
And the clothes I bought today
Am I cracking up
Ave Maria,
gratia plena,
Dominus tecum,
benedicta, benedicta tu in mulieribus,
et benedictus
